Unexpected

Chapter 74

Samantha's POV:

I stroke over my dress again while watching me in the mirror, it's a simple black dress and my hair is falling natural down my shoulders, I didn't even use that much make-up. I want to look natural, but also I want to look like I am good enough for being Harry's girlfriend. I take a deep breath before I turn in front of the mirror again, making sure that everything is okay with my dress, once again I run my fingers through my hair, and close my eyes for a short moment.

“You look beautiful, honey,” I open my eyes as I hear Harry voice behind me.

I watch him in the mirror as he slowly comes closer and wraps his strong arms around. He puts his head on my shoulder and smiles at me.

“Is it okay for a dinner like this?” I ask him, slightly trying to avoid his eyes through the mirror.

“You're kidding, right?” he laughs and his breath tickles me on my neck.

“You look absolutely stunning,” he whispers, kissing my cheek slightly.

I put my hands over his crossed hands on my stomach and squeeze them.

“Thank you,” I smile and he laughs again.

“Any time baby,” he pulls me closer.

We both stand there watching us in the mirror, it's completely quiet and I enjoy the silent moment between us. Harry is dressed in a light blue button down shirt and his usual skinny black jeans. His hair is pushed back and out of his forehead and he has the sleeves rolled up. He looks stunning, and as I take a deep breath I smell his light scent and aftershave.

“I'm really nervous,” I suddenly say.

“Why?” he asks me softly.

“I don't know,” I answer honestly and he suddenly turns me around and looks me deep into the eyes.

“You're perfect, Sam” he pushes my hair back behind my ears “and you're perfect for me, stop worrying about not being good enough for me, you're perfect, okay?” he puts both of his big hands to my face and forces me to look at him.

“I'm not so extremely nervous any more,” I smile up at him and he giggles.

“I'm glad then and I mean what I said,” he leans down and his lips meet mine for a brief moment.

He pulls back and a moment later the doorbell rings.

“Here we go,” he says and as I look at him I notice that his cheeks turn a little red which tells me he is also nervous.

I reach for his hand and squeeze it before I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him, “lets go,” I smile and he nods.

I wait behind Harry as he reaches out for the doorknob and opens the door for his mum.

“Hey mum,” he says and I wait for her to come into the house.

“Hi Darling, how are you?” Harrys mother walks in and leans in to hug Harry he stands there not replying the hug and waits for her to stop.

“I'm good, thanks,” Harry says and clears his throat.

His mother steps away from him and her eyes land on me. I smile shyly as Harry clears his throat.

“Mum this is my girlfriend Sam, Sam this is my mother,” he puts his hand on my lower back and I stand beside him, I outstretch my hand and his mother smiles at me.

“Hi Sam, I'm Anne, nice to meet you” she shakes my hand and this is the first time I heard her name.

“Nice to meet you too,” I smile politely and I feel Harrys hand slowly wandering from my lower back to my hips, he grabs my hips and points into the living room.